Third Shift

When the shift bell tolls in the mines of night,the seekers after dreams forgottenrise from their work, bind their grimy rucksacks,shoulder such burdens as they have unearthed—Some great, doubtless precious;some hollow, likely empty;some only shards, but you never know-and begin the long climb to the scales.

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Seeking "after dreams forgotten" describes a valid approach to writing: "Some great, doubtless precious; / some hollow, likely empty; / some only shards, but you never know- " And that's what keeps you going.